Clarissa glanced at Mason Wilson, who was playing dead on the sofa, and playfully patted his back: "Get up quickly, change your clothes and eat."
"I'm not eating, I'm already full from all the dog food." Mason Wilson could browse the internet too, don't be fooled by the fact he's in his fifties; he's not out of touch!
Clarissa burst out laughing and dragged him upstairs.
Two people already past fifty were still laughing and joking around; such carefree times were never had within the Wilson Clan.
They both understood it was because they had left the Wilson Clan that they were completely relaxed.
Now staying with their daughter and son-in-law, they really had no worries to feel this free.
Since leaving the Wilson Clan, life has become much easier.
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"Come eat." Charles Seymour stood at Sophie Wilson's bedroom door and said as he looked at Sophie lying in front of the computer.
"Just one more look," Sophie replied without turning her head.
